night’s embrace
now i’m back here…
sitting under the blanket of a lonely night;
staring at stars as they slowly appear,
with the moon sharing its melancholic light;
the cold touch of the midnight breeze,
gives the silence more conviction;
where everything’s wished to be ceased,
where everything’s left out of contention…
now, every second is moving slowly,
and the very end is fast-approaching;
drowned in a world where nothing’s done instantly,
and all that’ll be left is absolutely nothing…
now, i’m back here, strangled with oblivion,
instilled with nothingness under the night’s grave horizon…
